At Ease in Belize
Time is an abstract concept on Ranguana Cay. It’s useless anyway on a 2-acre sand spit in the Caribbean Sea, off the coast of Central America. Here, salt-baked sands bleach under a constant white sun; if not for its movement from one side of the hammock to the other, you might never know the day has passed until it’s just you, the moon, and the faint lights of Honduras to the south.
Eighteen miles off Belize’s Placencia Peninsula, this island sustains three turquoise shacks, two thatched palapas, and a handful of coconut trees. Sparse, yes, but these essentials make it possible to live the dreamy life of a shipwreck survivor (albeit a privileged one).